Behind A Pair of Cold Dark Eyes By: JDLuvaSQEE

Disclaimer: Don’t own OUATIM or Agent Sheldon Jeffrey Sands, so, PLEASE DON’T SUE ME ‘CAUSE I’M BROKE!!!!! A/N: I’ve always wondered about Sands’ childhood and why the hell he never genuinely smiles happily. Warnings: violence, death, and, duh, cursing is gonna be in here (well, duh, it’s Sands), so, you no like, you no read; Simple as that. Savvy? Rating: T (see warnings above) Genre: Tragedy/Hurt/Angst

Sheldon hates his father. He wishes that his father was dead. He told his father these dark thoughts of his about his father, Nathaniel. “YOU BASTARD!!!!” Nathaniel roared at Sheldon. Nathaniel pummeled his son for it. Sheldon ran up to his bedroom, his father followed him. Sheldon grabs his gun from his pants drawer in his dresser. Eleven-year-old Sheldon turns around to face his father, aims his gun at his father. “I HOPE YOU BURN ALIVE IN THE DEEPEST CIRCLE OF HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY!!!” Sheldon yells at his father. Sheldon pulls the trigger. His drunken father, Nathaniel, is in Hell.